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Publication Date:May 5th 2015Publisher: HarperTeen
Genre: Young Adult, Contemporary, RomanceUnder the Spotlight SynopsisAfter an embarrassing stint on a reality-TV
music competition years ago, Riley vowed never to sing again. Now she's behind
the scenes, working at the prestigious Sound Sync recording studio, and life is
looking up. But then Garrett Jamieson, the oldest brother in the famous
Jamieson brothers band, crashes into her world.Garrett has hit rock bottom, and he is desperate
to reinvent himself. After calling in a few favors, he ends up working at Sound
Sync to learn the ropes of record producing from the industry's best. And he
can't believe his luck when he discovers that Riley has been keeping a
secret—she is an amazing singer. By producing her album, he's sure to top the
record charts again. But Garrett is forced to use every trick in his arsenal to
persuade the sassy girl to record.Riley refuses to sing—or even entertain the
thought of it—and sparks fly as Garrett finally meets his match. But in the
heat of the moment, one stolen kiss changes everything. Will Riley be the first
person to finally rein Garrett in, or will Garrett succeed in getting Riley
back under the spotlight?

Garrett’s head pounded, and not from the hangover that would greet
him with the sunrise, but from being slammed against the wall. Or maybe
it was from the few punches that came later when he crashed to the floor
of Ye Ole Boston Brew Pub and knocked his head on the beer-stained
tile.

He rubbed his unshaven face, and dried blood flaked into
his hand. Great. He needed a shower and an aspirin, but the Boston city
jail offered neither. Where the hell was Peter? It had been over an
hour.

The sharp edge of the narrow bench he lay on cut into his
back, making his already battered body even more sore. He only hoped the
other guy felt worse. The jerk had the audacity to call him washed up.
For Christ’s sake, he was only twenty-two. He’d accomplished more in the
last five years than that asshole would in a lifetime.

Reaching for his phone, he remembered the cops had taken it, along with his wallet and keys. Damn it.

“About
damn time,” Garrett huffed, rising slowly. He tugged his shirt into
place, smoothed back his hair, and followed the officer down a long
corridor past several cells with other perps. He couldn’t wait to get
away from this hellhole. The officer opened a solid metal security door,
and Garrett walked through, relieved to be free.

In the far
corner of the waiting room, studying the Most Wanted posters, his
brother waited, wearing faded jeans and a gray T-shirt.

“Hey Peter,” he called. “See anyone you know?”

Peter
turned with a smirk on his face and his hair still ruffled from bed.
“Just checking to make sure your ugly mug isn’t up here.”

Garrett sneered. “It wasn’t my fault.”

“Never
is.” Peter sighed. “You realize this is becoming an annoying habit.
You’re lucky your Jag is still in the shop from your crash last week,
otherwise you might have added drunk driving to your record.”

“Stop acting like an old woman.”

“You have more to worry about than me. Dad isn’t going to be happy about this.”

“No reason Dad needs to hear about it.”

“You’re
kidding yourself if you think you can keep this under wraps. A couple
of photographers are outside.You’re busted. Again.”

Garrett stepped to the counter and signed his discharge papers.

“At least I know how to live a little. You’re tied down to a ball and chain.”

His
brother grinned with a smile that melted millions of young girls’
hearts. “Well, I happen to have the hottest ball and chain on the
planet.”

Garrett rolled his eyes as he collected his personal
effects. Peter was so in love it made Garrett ill. It’s not like he
wasn’t glad for his brother, but Peter and Libby were so damned happy
all the time, he wanted to puke.

“Yeah, and you’re missing out on the best years of your life,” Garrett snapped.

“How’s
that? I’ve been watching you drink yourself into oblivion, rack up
speeding tickets, and pick a fight every chance you get. You don’t look
too happy to me.”

“You ever think that maybe you’re to blame?”

“How do you figure that?” Peter asked, opening the door to exit the police station and ducking his head as cameras flashed.

“Seriously?” Garrett stopped suddenly. “You’re the one who broke up the band.”
Angie Stanton BioAngie Stanton never planned on writing books—she wanted to
be a Rockette. However, growing up in rural America with her brothers’ 4-H pigs
as pets, she found that dance didn’t quite work out. Instead, she became an
avid daydreamer. After years of perfecting stories in her head, she began to
write them down, and the rest is history. When not writing, she loves watching
natural disaster movies, going to Broadway musicals, and dipping French
fries in chocolate shakes.